I was born in the beautiful city of Whitechapel, London on June 9, 1836. When I was a little girl my father owned a small pawnbroker's shop and after I was born, he bought a warehouse that sold corn and coal. I spend most of my childhood in that shop. I enjoyed watching my father's customers speak with him and watching the shipments being loaded onto the carts. Soon enough, my father made enough money to send me to school where I attended Blackheath for two years. I wanted to pursue a fulfilling life and did not want to stay home until I could marry. I wanted to get a job and become active in society. I wanted to become a feminist and speak up for all the women. I met Emily Davies, another feminist, and Elizabeth Blackwell, who was the first female doctor in the United States. These women were so inspirational and really made me believe that I could make a difference for our sex. At first my parents rejected the idea of pursuing a career, especially one of a doctor's. But finally they gave in and I received certification from the Society of Apothecaries. I was so glad that my father supported after some hesitation and I was even more glad when he helped me to establish a medical practice in London. I finally was able to become an active woman in society. Later, my fellow feminists and I created a petition for women's suffrage. However rejected by the Parliament we received the support of the Liberals. I did my best to receive a official degree in medicine but all officials refused to recognize me. I was enraged and disgusted by them. I was also continuing to get my degree and became involved in the Contagious Diseases Acts with Josephine Butler and as well as helping women being able to serve on School Boards. A year later, I was married to James Skelton Anderson and we had three children. After two my children passed away, I continued my medical career and created the New Hospital for Women. I was especially glad that my sister Millicent Garrett Fawcett became the president of the National Union of Women's Suffrage. I could count on the support of my sister and soon enough I became the first woman mayor in England. After accomplishing this my daughter Louisa Garrett Anderson participated in an arson campaign, that I rejected. I was shocked when she was put in prison for using illegal military help. For the rest of my life, I spent it in a small cottage in the Highlands with my daughter and Eveyln Sharp, my good friend.